fighting.. for nothing?

thinking about the earlier part of my life that i don't even remember; the struggle my loved ones must've gone through for me, for us. the harsh conditions, the never-ending list of troubles.. the pain. they had no idea what was gonna happen. they  just kept trying to survive day by day.. whenever i think of these things, it leads me back to war. to conflict of the fewer, that impact the many. this piece can get a little confusing because of my train of thought.. but in the end, it's just about fighting for a better tomorrow, despite whether there will be or not..

born into a world filled with mystic

wonders of the imperfectly perfect

may not have more than just a cloth

though life and love was more than enough

   

unbelievable, the emotions we had

indescribable, the burdens we dragged

unforgettable, the battles we fought

inevitable, the end that is still sought

the fight for a new beginning

the one, everyday, we are living

the one, that has no end

attack, is just a defense

why would you care

for those that are theirs

why would you spare

someone with different hair

useless little struggles

that turn to life-size puzzles

nothing we can't live without

but will be continue, no doubt

you can ask all the questions

you can venture the harsh lessons

but you won't find an answer

one day, you'll just stop the bother

there isn't anytime to wonder

lives are lost as you sit and ponder

you gotta move before they do

move, fight, or your life, you'll lose

a soldier, carries a weapon to the field

a civilian, he's family, struggling for a meal

either victims, may not survive

but at least they know, they've tried